"Bang" came the sound of a tree exploding, and what shattered the tree was a whip-like weapon. After the whip shattered the tree, it was not retracted. Instead, it turned in a direction out of thin air. Suddenly the whip broke, and the whip He huddled back as if in pain.
After the whip curled back, a figure appeared. This person was Meng Zhao. However, Meng Zhao was not having a good time at this moment. The clothes on his body seemed to have been cut randomly with scissors. They were all covered with cuts of different sizes, and some of his skin was scratched. Still slightly red, obviously just recovered. Meng Zhao looked at the whip that curled back. Its owner was the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, and the whip was the mouthpart of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly!
The Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly is not having a good time at this moment. The figure that was originally staring at it has become illusory, and its dreamlike wings also have scars of different laughter. These scars are vaguely expanding, as if they will disappear in the next second. He's going to swallow the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly! These are the Qingxu Qi inspired by the Flame Spirit, but these Qingxu Qi are almost exhausted. After all, they are just Wugenping that were accidentally captured by the Yanling.
One person and one beast suddenly faced each other like this, as if they had adopted the strategy of being immovable even if the enemy couldn't move. At this moment, an almost invisible cyan flame quietly appeared behind the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, with an unexpected force. The speed struck at the wings of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, but the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, which was facing Meng Zhao, did not react, allowing this insignificant blue flame to fall on its wings. This green flame seemed to be overwhelming. The last straw on the camel's back disturbed the Qingxu Qi that was suppressed by the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly. Suddenly, the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly's wings were extremely mutilated, and the body that the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly stared at suddenly became extremely illusory. The next second it would be Just disappear.
Meng Zhao also laughed when he saw this scene. Although the realm of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly was only the fifth level of the Qi Sea Realm according to Yan Ling, its mouthparts were extremely ferocious, making Meng Zhao proud of it. Her physical cultivation was vulnerable. If the invisibility method that Tianhuan Thunder Butterfly was most proud of was not accidentally broken by Meng Zhao, Meng Zhao would have run away long ago instead of following Yan Ling's suggestion and fighting against Tianhuan Leidie. Ichiban.
In addition to the ferocious mouthparts of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, its wings also brought great trouble to Meng Zhao. Fortunately, Yan Ling used the Qingxu Qi in Meng Zhao's body. From the beginning, Yan Ling suggested targeting Tianhuan Thunder Butterfly. The wings of the thunder butterfly, with the blessing of Qingxu Qi, gradually made the wings of the heavenly fantasy thunder butterfly lose their previous flexibility, otherwise the heavenly fantasy thunder butterfly would have flapped its wings and escaped! But that's the result. Meng Zhao didn't have any more energy to capture the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly. Except for the help of his wings at the beginning of the fight, the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly used its ferocious mouthparts to leave several wounds on Meng Zhao's body. After the hideous wound, there was no more achievements.
That's why Yan Ling thought of a sneak attack. The green flame condensed with the power of the soul was just a flick, and the winner was determined in an instant! Meng Zhao looked at the Yanling that had appeared. It looked a little tired at the moment, but Meng Zhao was not worried because the Yanling had walked him through it all. Its body had been blessed by various masters over the long years. It is indestructible. If you want to destroy its body, you must use a treasure of the same level, and according to Yan Ling, treasures of that level are extremely rare.
The only thing that can pose a threat to it is the soul-like treasure. Of course, because Yan Ling and its previous owner went through a life-and-death battle, Yan Ling's soul is so weak. Under normal circumstances, Yan Ling uses Sleep to slowly restore the soul, or use soul-like treasures to be swallowed by the flame spirit, which can also help it recover. During the period of complete victory of the Flame Spirit, both the body and the soul were always afraid of treasures of the same level. As for why it and its previous owner failed, the Flame Spirit did not explain clearly, but Meng Zhao estimated that the enemy used the soul treasure of that level. After all, the soul The injury is difficult to recover from, and the impact is even greater!
According to Yan Ling, it only takes a few days of sleep for the little soul it used to recover. That's why Meng Zhao allowed Yan Ling to use it. After all, Yan Ling was not only his savior to a certain extent. Or his guide, a master in another sense! It’s just that Meng Zhao didn’t know that if this kind of soul happened to a monk, it would take more than just a few days of sleep to recover. If it was really that easy to restore the soul, then soul treasures would not be so precious!
No matter what, it was Meng Zhao's side who won. Although the victory was in vain, Meng Zhao didn't have any psychological burden. First, because his father had long taught him the cruelty of the cultivation world, and second, Yan Ling wanted him to take revenge. desire, if he still sticks to the so-called gentleman's demeanor, then he might as well find a place to commit suicide! In addition to the reward of lightning striking the wood, there is also the thunder spirit of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly. Although Meng Zhao does not know what magical skills the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly can bring to him, just the few thunder laws on it are enough for him. The hard work is worth it!
However, just when Meng Zhao was about to absorb the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, a powerful and majestic pressure suddenly struck, making Meng Zhao couldn't help but groan. Although the flame spirit immediately covered Meng Zhao's body with a layer of blue. Yan helped him offset this inexplicable pressure, but it still made Meng Zhao vomit a mouthful of blood. Yan suddenly frowned, "Thunder Spirit of the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm!" Meng Zhao smiled bitterly after hearing this, just because of the power. The pressure made him vomit blood. If it weren't for Yan Ling's words, he would have thought it was the Thunder Ling of the Mingshen Realm! At the same time, I also became curious about this Thunder Spirit. If he could have such strength at the ninth level of Qi Sea Realm, he would be invincible in the same realm!
As if aware of Meng Zhao's thoughts, a cry that made Meng Zhao tremble resounded through the sky. When Yan Ling heard the cry, he said in disbelief, "Crying of a dragon? How could a dragon be born here?" A dragon? Meng Zhao was excited when he heard Yan Ling's surprised words. Although he was still among the monsters, he was second only to the dragon. Could he be about to see the legendary monster?
Suddenly a figure appeared in the sky above the lightning strike tree. It was a tall man, wearing dark clothes, with black hair scattered randomly. There were two protrusions on his forehead as if something was about to break out of his body. Normally, but what surprised Meng Zhao most was that this man's eyes were vertical like those of a snake! Meng Zhao was certain that the man was the dragon that Yan Ling was talking about, because the center of the pressure was that man, and the first feeling that this dragon gave Meng Zhao was that of domineering!
The man in the form of a dragon stared at the lightning-struck tree for a while, then looked at the weak Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, and then looked at Meng Zhao, seeming to be curious about Meng Zhao's ability to withstand his pressure, but he also seemed to see When the flame spirit reached Meng Zhao's head, his eyes suddenly showed a sense of shock, and he said in a voiceless voice, "It's you! The flame of salvation!"
